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YouYour eyes are like stars on a dark night, sitting in the sky, Like pearls waiting to woven into a beaded necklace Your face makes me wonder what beauty really is And your skin, So soft, Like silk When you laugh, The bell like sound makes me fear nothing, and forget all bad and worries By: Eric Cavell Brown 9-4-02 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem |
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